I'm Sorry

I’m sorry Not for my actions I wish I could be sorry for them But sorry for the thoughts that I thought were true For wasting my thoughts on something that continues to nothing It’s my fault, I allowed it to get to me when it was just a typical teenage move That night, when you said that, I try to erase my memories of it But no Advil can clear my head of your words, or you I want to know how you see me I thought I knew you I’m sorry

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